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May this be our final offering, an eternal echo to the glory of the Omnissiah. To all Mechanicus faithful who receive this transmission: embrace the machine, and may its strength guide you.
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Lyrics:
Distress beacon screams through the void,
Segmentum Tempestus, mission destroyed.
Hull collapse, warp breach wide,
Catastrophe consumes the Praetor’s pride.
Hull integrity drops to none,
Gellar field shattered, the damage is done.
Void shields breached, defenses gone,
A ghost ship drifts in the endless dawn.
Chrono fractures, time’s grip breaks,
Servitors fail, their minds mistake.
Machine spirits cry, their codes corrupt,
The Praetor Eternis is wholly erupt.
Crashed hulk bleeding stars in space,
A warp-touched tomb in a cold embrace.
Fragments of pain, the void does claim,
An Imperial relic lost in shame.
Auspex flickers, contacts fade,
Warp-born phantoms in shadows wade.
Vox loops prayers once clear and pure,
Now they echo in tongues unsure.
Reactor coils churn with despair,
Blackstone shards corrupt the air.
Sanctum desecrated, no rites remain,
Hope dissolves in the warp’s domain.
Crashed hulk bleeding stars in space,
A warp-touched tomb in a cold embrace.
Fragments of pain, the void does claim,
An Imperial relic lost in shame.
WARNING: Daemonic infestation near.
Crew casualties total, fate is clear.
Faith crumbles, the warp persists.
Praise the Emperor in this abyss.
Cryo-pods fail, containment's gone,
Navigator slain by warp’s cruel song.
Gene-seed lost, the armor cracks,
Astartes fall with no way back.
Faith’s icons shatter, the chapel’s bare,
Heretic whispers corrupt the air.
Mission failure, all hopes erased,
The ship’s legacy leaves no trace.
Crashed hulk bleeding stars in space,
A warp-touched tomb in a cold embrace.
Fragments of pain, the void does claim,
An Imperial relic lost in shame.
[Outro - broken faded distrotion]
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MISSION REPORT: PRAETOR ETERNIS DEEMED LOST
THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: IN DARKNESS, DUTY ENDURES.
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